Daedelus Constructs Wings Made of Wax, Soars

Last year, the soundtrack to my annual trek back home to Indianapolis (jealous?) was Love To Make Music To, by LA's Daedelus. As I settled into the bedroom my parents had painstakingly arranged to resemble my childhood digs—creepy, I know—it seemed Daedelus's patchwork of beats and sonics similarly recalled those bygone days of Yo! MTV Raps and the exotic rumor of something from across the Atlantic called rave.